Lethargic

Awaken my cold wet love. 

The time has come to play.

To dance down the tree tops. 

All while the wind sways.

My sweet angels above.

In my arms you can not stay

Cover the world below with drops. 

While you play all day.

 

 

Reviews

[Frank F. Atanacio]

A Fantasy with a dare.. I love your style in writing well done Frank :)

[Im His Daughter]

hmmm cold, scary sounding almost..empty, chilly ... lethargic good job